Let me be the first to offer my condolences to Chris Daughtry and his Backstreet Boys who lost all 5 Grammy nominations they were up for. A complete and utter SNUB by the Academy.
They lost Best Rock Song, Best Rock Album, Best Pop Performance by Duo or Group, Best Rock Performance by Duo or Group and his record producer Howard Benson lost to Mark Ronson for Producer of the Year (Amy Winehouse).
I had a stream of tears dripping down my face as I watched the Foo Fighters up on stage accepting their Rock Album of The Year Award (no disrespect to them - they truly ARE a rock band, so they do deserve it). But really, I mean, uh....wasn't Daughtry 'supposed' to be God's gift to the music industry this year, according to Clive Davis? Wasn't it set up that way? Ah, the injustice of being rejected from his peers like that. Sniff :(
Clive must be drowning in tears that his premier ass-licker could not pull in one piece of metal tonight. Tsk. Tsk. Oh well!
And let me add that if Taylor has to compete with the noise that passed as music tonight in order for him to win a or even be nominated for a Grammy, then good that he wasn't there. It was a too much of a musical train wreck for my ears. Dayum!
The one exception was Herbie Hancock's win for Album of the Year - yes, a jazz album of Joni Mitchell covers! I guess the impossible
is possible in 2008, eh?
All is right with the world and the music industry righted itself in the end tonight, thank God.
"I don't know what I'm gunna do John. I was wiped out! Rejected! Kicked in the ass! Clive said he'd make me record a Diane Warren song on my next album if I didn't win least a few Grammy's! He even threatened to pull back the payola to the radio stations! I know can't make it on my own - I'm a damn tool for Christ's sake! I'm screwed!"
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